I Became the Hero Who Banished the Protagonist chapter 83

83. plans and plans (2)

“Turn it off!”

Seongguk, the basement of the Heretic Questioner’s headquarters.

Bishop Andre was scooping out the flesh of a demon worshiper with a colder expression than ever before. No blood flowed from the thinly sliced skin of the worshiper. It was because the bishop cut it off with a dagger and at the same time stopped the bleeding by burning it with the heat of the sexual organ.

“What the hell is that ritual? What were you trying to summon?”

The pain reached its limit, and the worshiper lifted his pale face. In the corner of the room, Arjen was glaring at the demon worshiper with his arms crossed. The worshiper sighed and began to speak in a hoarse voice.

“Summoning… not. That is, the consciousness of forcibly coming into contact with their remnants. It only loosens the loose reins of calamity and makes us answer our call.”

remnants of evil. disaster. The bishop’s face contorted terribly.

“It was a bit difficult to get the fifth plague to work this time. The effect of the fourth plague, which was the most important, was not very good. I don’t know how far that brave man can go. Do you guys have any understanding of the role of disaster?”

The demon worshiper giggled and let out a laugh.

“The seal is breaking. The end cannot be stopped… . Heh heh. And the more conscious people are of His presence, the more fearful they are, the closer they will be. They are the masters of death and chaos… . No matter what you do, you won’t be able to stop it.”

Even if you leave it alone, the world will only continue to become chaotic. Saying that, the worshiper lifted his head with a face filled with joy.

“Be grace in the days ahead of calamity.”

puck-.

The demon worshiper’s head exploded like a bomb. Bishop Andrew frowned and wiped the dark blood from his face. Suicide. Was there a way to blow my head off even when my whole body was tied up?

“What happened?”

“I think that was some kind of order. Before I could dig up all the right information, I exploded my head and died. Pretending to be blowing information and just talking nonsense, then digging around.”

From now on, I’ll have to just blow up the information or not. Bishop Andre grumbled and left the corpse with the blown head on his back to the stairs of the cellar. Arjen looked at the place where the body was and bit his lip.

The road to the Holy Kingdom after leaving Kairos Kingdom was not as difficult as the road to Evernode. However, monsters appeared and roamed around regardless of the terrain. The rough terrain didn’t mean there were few monsters, and the terrain that wasn’t rough didn’t mean there were particularly many monsters. Well, the important thing was that monsters appeared everywhere.

“It showed up. It looks pretty strong.”

I was preparing for camping. Daphne pricked up her ears and looked up.

“Annoying bastards.”

Georg raised the Morning Star and frowned. Marianne stood up holding the holy spear. I waved my hand and pulled out the veil.

“I’ll be there.”

I heard Georg say something from behind, but I ignored it and ran out. What appeared this time were two huge scorpions. It was sticking its stinger at me and making a hissing sound.

“[You don’t look that strong, did you need to rush out that much?]”

“Because the sooner you deal with it, the better.”

A scorpion runs. I swung my veil at the poison needle that was shooting at me. The blade ignored their hard exoskeleton and cut through them like tofu. I killed both scorpions without moving much. The remaining legs trembled from the dismembered bodies. I looked at them with bated breath, then turned my head.

“… Let’s go back.”

When I turned my head, Georg and Marianne, who had followed me before I knew it, were looking at me with their eyes narrowed. As I casually approached him, Georg let out a deep sigh and tapped me on the shoulder with the Morning Star.

“What made you run away in such a hurry?”

“sorry. I think I’m impatient because I can’t move my body.”

When I said it playfully, Georg shook his head.

“After all, if you fight a disaster, you can move as much as you want, right? Save your strength.”

“I’ll refer to it.”

Georg glanced at the dismembered carcass of the scorpion, then followed me. Marianne stood there silently, looking at me.

“Let’s go, Marianne.”

I gestured to Marianne, and Marianne nodded, then walked slowly behind me. The winter solstice was drawing closer, and the day was drawing to a close faster than ever.

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Long after dawn, I suddenly opened my eyes. From the seat next to me, I could hear Georg snoring and sleeping. I walked out of the tent and sat by the campfire with me. Maybe it’s because I’m facing a fight I didn’t know about, and my nerves have been getting sharper lately.

“Fog.”

I muttered the name of disaster. I wondered if it was the white smoke that rose from time to time over the campfire.

I don’t know what Illroy in the original story faced in the fog. We only know what Arjen faced and how he overcame it. Lately, I’ve been feeling like that anxiety keeps showing up on the outside. I sighed and washed my face dry.

Calm down, what are you doing? When dealing with disasters, thinking about things is a luxury.

I could see the fire burning between my fingers. And, even the outline of someone standing on the other side of the flames.

“… Marianne?”

Marianne came over and sat down next to me without saying a word. The blanket draped over her shoulders rustled and rustled. I felt Marianne’s body temperature closer and bigger than the warmth of the fire.

“Are you unable to sleep?”

Marianne asked in her usual voice.

“No, I just woke up. I don’t like going back to sleep.”

I looked up. The sky was densely embroidered with stars. I thought I hadn’t seen the stars for quite some time. Because there was always nothing in the night sky of Bakhtins. As I stared blankly at the sky, a meteor fell.

“Did you just not sleep?”

Marianne shook her head.

“I… I just woke up from sleep. I feel popular.”

Oops, did you wake up because of me? Somehow, he had a sleepy expression. Marianne rubbed her under eyes weakly and stared blankly at the fire. I patted her on the shoulder and said.

“Go in and sleep. It arrives tomorrow, so you should rest while you can.”

“… The same goes for the hero.”

Marianne insisted. Fatigue can be temporarily washed away with mana, but fatigue that accumulates over a long period of time cannot be undone with mana. I have no choice but to get some sleep. Well, I’m always receiving the physical recovery of the Holy Sword, so I don’t really need a good night’s sleep.

“I’m not very tired, but I think you should get some sleep.”

Marianne looked up at me, saying that it was not so. For some reason, it seemed like he was forced to stay awake. I smiled bitterly and turned my gaze back to the bonfire.

“Come to think of it, we met at Evernode at night like this.”

“… Yes. At that time, I was the one who taught.”

I guess I have to learn more now. Marianne said that and closed the blanket. I suddenly pulled out the veil I was wearing around my waist and swung it at the flying leaves.

pick.

The tip of the sword pointed out the leaf veins of the fallen leaves. The leaves were intact, neither cut nor pierced. This process, a few months ago, felt far away, but now I was able to do it naturally.

“… The growth of the warrior is phenomenal no matter how many times I see it.”

Marianne pulled out the fallen leaves from the tip of her veil and held them in her hand.

“Even if he hadn’t become a hero like this, he would have been a great swordsman if he had had the right teacher.”

Well, I didn’t do it alone, although I had a fraudulent teacher called the Holy Sword. I put the veil back into the scabbard with a wry smile.

“Well. If so, I don’t think I would have made an earnest effort.”

Saying that, I glanced back at Marianne. She was dozing, unable to overcome the warmth of the campfire. Then, he leaned his head on my shoulder. I could feel her weak breath. I fixed my position so as not to wake her up and looked at the fire. I tried to find myself like a mirror in the flickering flames.

A city-state, or castle-state, is attached to the eastern side of the kingdom. The area is about two to three times the size of the royal capital. There are no mountains, no seas, lakes, or rivers in the Holy Land, which is located in the middle of the continent. There is only a garden like a huge forest artificially decorated, but there is no other natural scenery.

“Where is Bishop Andrew now?”

Inside the carriage, I looked at the priest and asked. For a person who identified himself as the Heretic Questioner, he didn’t show a bold or cold-hearted corner.

“You are continuing your pursuit on the trail of the demon worshipers. He is sweeping through the land where the apocalypse cult appears… . This time, I found an awkward scene. I was there too.”

“An uncomfortable scene?”

As I tilted my head, the priest sighed and said,

“It was a reverse pentagram made from a human corpse. It was a terrible and brutal ritual in which circles and patterns were drawn with their blood, and people were arranged according to the patterns.”

The priest’s voice darkened. I hardened my face and listened to the priest’s story.

“We thought it was some sort of summoning ritual. I don’t know if disasters can be summoned by doing a summoning ritual.”

“Are you saying that they are trying to bring about this fifth plague by doing just that?”

“Yes. I don’t know what the hell, what method, and for what purpose they’re trying to do that… . The problem is that the ceremony seems to actually work.”

The carriage was slowing down. A carriage passed through the streets plastered with white sidewalks.

“Is there a reason the demon worshipers haven’t done this before?”

“If you could handle catastrophe with just a single ritual, they would have done it long ago. I probably had to pay a price I couldn’t ignore even with demon worshipers.”

And the carriage stopped. The sky over Seongguk was dark even though it was morning. Just like Evernode when a giant arrived in front of you. I frowned as I felt the uniquely disturbing atmosphere with my whole body. I felt like I was out of breath. The other party members were also making the same expression as me.

“This feeling… . It’s just like that time. Do monsters appear?”

Daphne asked, rubbing her arm.

“no. Fog is a bit special. Monsters won’t come like the Kraken or the giants, but… .”

I recalled the characteristics of the fog described in the original work.

“If you step into the mist, you will never get out of it again. In a world of dreams and hallucinations, you will forever wander. Until the end of my life.”

until the end of your life.

“… Illroy?”

Suddenly, the sound of Daphne calling brought me back to my senses. It wasn’t when I was doing this. It was necessary to quickly devise countermeasures for this catastrophe.

“I think I need to go see the Pope first.”